Another sun burst! Forgive me, it's been some time since the last one. Here we are, late afternoon, on the Lindisfarne/Geilston Bay border. Think Mason-Dixon without the bloodshed.
Henry has a ripping black eye today, after a tumble involving a chair, table and an obdurate desire to achieve altitude sickness (that is my guess, anyway). This latest accident occurred just one day after an impressive plunge off the couch that involved a pike, half twist and almost perfect headfirst entry onto the carpet. I would have taken half a point off for a slight bend in the knees, but I am of the old Soviet school: unforgiving to a fault.
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But having survived the past twenty odd years of Cody and the emergency ward at Williamstown Hospital being named after him for attending there so often, I am afraid that Zac had to make do with a "Mmmm...poor baby. Hope the bike is OK and I am glad you didn't rip your uniform. Now have a quick shower so I can wash your clothes to get that blood off before it stains!" Too much sympathy only encourages them! hahahaha
The proverb as usual makes sense.
I hope Henry are getting well!
Note - I love your B&W post of silos. Great! (I'm an architect so you can understand why.)
PS What does the title mean?
Surely, henry is growing up and part of his growing are black eye, wounds, headbumps and all those...otherwise, childhood isnt childhood without them...
Have a nice weekend and best regards!
Sue, you don’t want to spoil him with sympathy, he’ll get used to it!
Priyanka Khot, one of the wonders of Henry is the healing process, it was a dark patch under his eye yesterday, but nearly gone today!
Livio, it was a nice evening. It’s started to warm up (finally!)
The Wife, I am a sucker for proverbs, and am a self-confessed fan of the Germanic literary tradition. There is something universal about this particular saying that I am always drawn back to.
Shelagh, great to hear from you. If you can’t visit the state in person, make sure to keep looking here, as well as the Hobart Daily Photo and Launceston Daily Photo sites!
Dina, poor me indeed. I was so disappointed with the bent knees! It can’t have been too traumatic, as he was right back up there about three minutes later.
Mirage2g, quite right!
I take it to mean: “The opinions of loud (but ultimately insignificant) people have no real influence on the comings and goings of the world.”
Another way to think of it might be “Don’t rely on proverbs!” My favourite sort of proverb!